Sasuke sighed as she made his way outside onto her balcony. One of the local village boys started throwing pebbles up at the windows of her daddy's palace a week ago. Something about trying to court her. She could never see how she could love and marry a lowly peasant named a crude and hideous name, Sasori. As Sasuke sat on the bench, the wind blowing her long raven hair, a red-headed boy with amber eyes came out from behind bushes and looked up at her. The boy, Sasori, blushed as he took in Sasuke's form.
He was dressed in his best clothes, certain today would be today. We wore a black and red vest over his bare chest, long maroon pants, and silver sandals. Sasuke mused at his appearance, he was a bit attractive, truth be told, but he was a commoner, while she was the daughter of a wealthy king.
Sasori cleared his throat, and began to sing, "Oh thee lovely and elegant princess Sasuke...
Will thee let thy take her hand in marriage...
If thee don't say yes...
Thy shalt die trying..." He knelt, panting. 'Oh my, he has guts, doing that in broad day light. Maybe he's not so bad after all... NO! What am I thinking? I should marry royalty, and nothing less!' With that thought, Sasuke 'Hn'd' and looked away from the boy. She opened her mouth to speak, and all that came out was a whisper.
"Maybe if you were royalty, you would have a chance."
Sasori then turned around and ran back home, weeping for his one-sided love.
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AN: Hi. This doesn't belong ANYWHERE, so I put it here. Besides, it feels good to write like this again. I've been down in a depression caused by an ex-close friend. I've lost my motivation, and I've had loss of appetite, but its all slowly coming back! In fact, right now I'm going to eat some carrots, if we have any.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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